At this moment, high in the heavens.
The Eye of the Heavenly Dao seemed to have been utterly enraged by Daoist Wu Zhen's casual finger strike.
The entire Chaos Tribulation Cloud began to churn and contract madly.
Roar.
Countless ancient ferocious beasts formed from tribulation lightning roared as they charged out of the tribulation cloud, transforming into a thunderous beast tide that blotted out the sky and devoured the sun as it tore toward Daoist Wu Zhen.
Every single beast radiated a terrifying aura comparable to Late Tribulation Transcendence.
Faced with a sight that would drive any Tribulation Transcendence cultivator to despair, Daoist Wu Zhen merely curled his lip in disdain.
He slowly raised both hands and drew a circle before him.
A massive Taiji diagram, flowing with black and white energies, appeared out of thin air. It instantly expanded, covering the entire sky.
"Suppress."
At his soft cry.
The Taiji diagram slowly revolved, and a Dao rhythm that could suppress eternity and grind all things into oblivion came crashing down.
The tens of thousands of thunderous ferocious beasts, the instant they touched the Taiji diagram, were crushed by that annihilating force into their most fundamental lightning particles before they could even let out a wail, returning to the tribulation cloud.
One move, ten thousand enemies destroyed.
The entire Mount Shu fell into deathly silence, every disciple and elder who witnessed the scene stunned speechless.
Their mouths hung open, yet no sound emerged from their throats. They could only gaze up at that godlike figure with the most primal shock.
This was Mount Shu's pillar that steadied the sea.
This was the pinnacle of combat power in the Nine Provinces.
Daoist Wu Zhen's two moves had shattered the tribulation, yet rather than showing any sign of dispersing, the Chaos Tribulation